A Flat, Part DeuxDamn it.
After struggling with two flats on my rear wheel yesterday, I finally thought I would have a painless commute to work today. Instead, I had no commute at all. My front wheel is flat.
Did I piss off the bicycling gods by noting yesterday that my front wheel has gone 2000 miles with no problems? Did they really have to strike down what seemed to be the indestructible inner tube to taunt me, to make a point as to who's really in charge? Well, they've won this round.